En El Muelle de San Blas

She said goodbye to her love
He left on a boat at the pier of San Blas
He swore he would return
And, soaked in tears, she swore she would wait

Thousands of moons passed
And she was always at the pier, waiting
Many afternoons nested
Nested in her hair and on her lips

She wore the same dress
And in case he returned, he wouldn't be mistaken
The crabs bit her
Her clothing, her sadness, and her illusion

And time slipped away
And her eyes filled with sunrises
And she fell in love with the sea
And her body rooted itself at the pier

Alone
Alone in oblivion
Alone
Alone with her spirit
Alone
Alone with her love, the sea
Alone
At the pier of San Blas

Her hair turned white
But no boat returned her love
And in the town, they said
They called her the crazy woman of the pier of San Blas

And one April afternoon
They tried to take her to the asylum
No one could tear her away
And from the sea, they never separated her

Alone
Alone in oblivion
Alone
Alone with her spirit
Alone
Alone with her love, the sea
Alone
At the pier of San Blas

Alone
Alone in oblivion
Alone
Alone with her spirit
Alone
Alone with the Sun and the sea
Alone

Oh, alone
Alone in oblivion
Alone
Alone with her spirit
Alone
Alone with her love, the sea
Alone
At the pier of San Blas

She stayed, she stayed
Alone, alone
She stayed, she stayed
With the Sun and with the sea

She stayed there
She stayed until the end
She stayed there
She stayed at the pier of San Blas

Oh
Alone, she stayed